Let my body dwell in poverty, and my hands be as the hands of the toiler; but let my soul be as a temple of remembrance where the treasures of knowledge enter and the inner sanctuary is hope.
George Eliotthe mysterious complexity of our life is not to be embraced by maxims ... to lace ourselves up in formulas of that sort is to repress all the divine promptings and inspirations that spring from growing insight and sympathy.
George EliotA man never lies with more delicious languor under the influence of a passion than when he has persuaded himself that he shall subdue it to-morrow.
George Eliot